My eyes were drawn to the man like a magnet. I watched him open the glass case of the bar cabinet and picked up a snifter glass. He went on to pick out a bottle of whiskey, yellow chartreuse, benedictine, and two other bottles I didn't get a proper look at because I suddenly felt dizzy. I groaned and managed to raise my hand and place it on my forehead. I closed my eyes and focused on moderating my breathing, but it wasn't of much help to my body temperature. If it did anything to my body, it was to increase the heat and channel it through every corner of my body.When I opened my eyes again, he was turning a little of one of the bottles I didn't get a good look at. I blinked a few times to shake off the blurriness of my vision but was only able to succeed after he put the bottles back in their place. I gulped loudly as I began to watch him again. I was wondering what he was planning to do with that.The man closed the cabinet leisurely and started walking, lifting the glass to his li
I fell back on the bed with a heavy gasp and spinning vision. That was the first moment of peace I'd experienced since I opened my eyes. I blinked away the tears and looked down at the man, my jaw falling open because I met him just as semen spurt out of his cock. My face flushed with embarrassment and a certain delirium.That was hot.The man leaned on the small resting of the divan sofa and tried to catch his breath. His heavy and beautifully built chest rising and falling was a sight for sore eyes. He tilted his head downward a bit and gave me a warm smile. That smile combined with his devilishly handsome face was enough to sex me up."M-Mister," I stammered. Why was I even calling him? My voice sounded softer than normal and exceptionally lustful.The man extended his smile and scooched forward. He picked up the glass and drank a mouthful of drink, which was the last. He dropped the glass back on the table and stood up. My heart started to palpitate again and my breathing caught u
Karma is after me.What exactly did I do? What is my crime? Or is this the case of the sins of the father falling on the sons? My father did some terrible shit but I was certain it wasn't enough to punish me like this. What did I do? Why is this happening to me?I paced the room anxiously, replaying the image of my mate and Gillian together. She looked happy with him, more than she was with me or ever will. With him, she naturally acted normal and almost her age. She smiled like there was no problem in the world and she was awfully relaxed. It pained me to see them together and it hurt even more because they looked good together. It was sickening but she fitted him more than she fitted me, and that made me feel even worse.The best thing to do is to give up my pursuit of her. Gillian could make her happy. She would feel rest assured with him and in a positive sense, if they complete the mating, her curse would be sealed. My pack would be safe, she would be safe as well until they give
"You know why I don't want to communicate with her," I murmured.Everett snorted and folded his arms. "No, I don't, and I don't even want to know. You're just making up excuses and that's that. All I can tell you is that you should pray that there's still a mate to go back to when… if this problem is ever solved," he pointed his index finger at the door. He was more than eager to kick me out. A lot of them were always kicking me out. Brie didn't want me anywhere close to her house. She vowed to rain fire and brimstone if I crossed into her compound. Mama did the same earlier and even went as far as using the witch charm Kira got her for her birthday last year. The charm would attack me if I crossed over the line she marked.Others didn't want me near them either, mostly because wherever I go is where Astra goes. It hurts to be treated like a plague in my own pack and have to deal with the reason for it all day. Astra had no sense of dignity or shame. She had no fear and believed stron
Little Sapphire pushed the thick bushes out of the way and crawled under. A few thorns pricked her and the stony ground hurt her knees, but she didn't give up. She looked around but she couldn't find her pet bunny. Her mother got her a little pinkish-white bunny with a magenta heart gem on her forehead and pretty pink eyes. She wasn't an ordinary bunny, of course. Her mother told her she'd get to know what kind of bunny she is when the gem on her forehead takes its final colour. Sapphire had been taking care of the bunny for six months. Just three more months before she transforms.Connie, the bunny, was missing. Sapphire left her in her cage but she forgot to lock it and Connie left in search of her owner or the mother of her owner. She was fond of the two people taking care of her and it was an instinct to long for them when they weren't around.Sapphire was worried. She couldn't pick up Connie's scent anywhere. The seven-year-old child crawled out of the bushes with tears in her ey
I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was the leaves of the gemstone willow tree and the bright blue cloudy sky. It was quiet and peaceful. I sat up in a sort of dazed state. I had a dream. I dreamt of my mother, the day I lost my first friend, Connie. It felt as though I was seeing things from both our views as if my mother or the dream was trying to tell me something. Maybe it did because it reminded me of the only ability a blood wolf alpha has. Unlike other alphas who were gifted with kinetic abilities, my kind was stuck with an ability that might not work on all alphas.I sighed and stood up. I already knew my ability to sniff out blood was exclusive to me, or maybe it wasn't since I knew nothing about myself. Still, the conclusion was that my abilities were pretty useless. The only good thing I had was my remarkable self-healing and Zinnia's rampage.I patted Willow and picked up the basket of food. "I'm off, Willow,""Thank you for coming over again, Sapphire," I nodded with
Fighting without hiding my true strength was the best. I'd always trained to use my human strength. I barely ever used my full strength so using it felt unfamiliar to me but I could easily navigate through it.Gillian was strong. There was no doubt about it. He was a typical example of a Guard-Gifted; unmoving and determined. At first, it was difficult to push him back, but as I got used to fighting with my strength, I successfully moved him out of the way. In fact, I felt incredibly different and it proved my theory of blood wolves not being grounded by the natural laws that govern shifters. Gil wasn't allowed to use any abilities other than his strength, and he finally took me seriously.I was a pro at dodging blows and attacks because that was the first defence skill my mother taught me. In conclusion, Gil found it hard to land attacks on me while it was pretty easy for me. I was light on my feet, lighter than I ever was. I felt like the powers in me had improved tremendously. My s
“It is not power that corrupts, but fear. Fear of losing power corrupts those who wield it, and fear of the scourge of power corrupts those who are subject to it.” ―– Aung San Suu Kyi____Astra stared furiously at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was dishevelled and her eyes were red from excessive weeping. The tears had washed away her coloured eye contact, so staring at the black eyes she called boring made her even angrier. It had been a while since she felt that way.Astra had long gotten used to getting what she wanted no matter the cost. She was the apple of her father's eyes and her mother's joy. They never denied her anything and soon, she learned to get what she wanted by herself.When she wanted to be the mate of Hendrix, all she had to do was cry to her father and he made it possible. He went as far as spreading a virus so Alpha Clay would fall victim to the scheme and paid a huge amount to trick him with a powerful contract. Now, she could live however she wanted an
Gillian returned from the mission and was extremely enthusiastic. He lifted me and spun me around, causing me to squeal with excitement and surprise. He put me down after three amazing spins and hugged me so tightly I saw stars.Drix snarled and the next second, I was snatched away from Gillian and he narrowly missed a claw slap. Gillian jumped back, raising his hands in surrender. "Whoa, calm down. I'm only hugging my friend,""You're registering yourself for a beating," out of nowhere, a scrawny girl with unkempt hair jumped in front of Gil, spreading her hands wide and creating a shield with her body. That startled Drix and me, and we looked at her confused."Stay away from Charming or I'll bite you!" The girl was probably my age or older and had a death wish growling at an alpha. She also smelled like… she didn't smell like a werewolf. I'd never perceived anything like her before, but again, she was a victim of a sick experiment. Still, there were a few reasons why a girl or anyon
I pressed the suitcase hard with my weight and managed to click the lock. I sighed as I stood up straight, putting my fist on the side of my waist and wiping the sweat out of my forehead with my other hand. "Phew!" That'll be all for shoes. Now what else am I missing?I looked around, calculating everything I packed and what else I needed. Hendrix sighed for the umpteenth time. He claimed I was overdoing the packing but he didn't understand. This vacation was important to me. A girl can't be too prepared. I need to make sure I have everything and anything. "We can just buy whatever you need if you end up missing something. We'll only be staying there for a week, Sapphire. You've packed more than enough,""We might stay longer and Scarlette and I are going to explore. We already have our bucket list, and Vecoria has hers too. I'm in charge of making sure we have everything ready– hmm, what else have I not packed yet?" I mused thoughtfully, completely forgetting that I was talking to so
"So it's not like I'm getting my powers back but someone like you," she nodded. "What use will that be?" I asked as the chains fell off."Zircon has been sleeping for too long, milady, please wake him up." I rubbed my wrist. "He knows a lot about curses so he'll know how to destroy the sword," "I still don't see the use," I grumbled.‘Oh fucking hell! Why are you so unnecessarily stubborn?!’ I froze. I blinked once, then twice, and more times. I was hearing things. I thought I was losing my mind. ‘You're not, bitch! I'm back!’I looked at Vecoria in complete shock, my jaw already hitting the ground. I was shocked out of my wit but one thing was for sure, I thought I was going crazy. I had to be going crazy because there was no other explanation as to why I could hear Zinnia's voice in my head. She died.‘I died as a curse, but Selene finally did something useful with herself and brought me back as a real wolf, sort of,’I fell on my butt, too shocked to remain standing. Vecoria panic
I've never imagined my life without Zinnia. I'd gotten so used to her that I couldn't remember how it felt without her. I was reminded the hard way. I could feel the emptiness in my head the moment I opened my eyes. I felt naked and alone. The silence in my head left an incessant ringing in my ears and my mind was just there, empty.The intense feeling of emptiness devoured me so much that even when I noticed the shackles on my hands and legs and realised that I was in an unfamiliar surrounding, I couldn't care less. I was so nonchalant and unperturbed, but all I could do was sit down with my knees to my chest and stare into space. Zinnia was gone and I was alone in a dungeon, unaware of who my abductors were.I hadn't come in contact with anyone since I was locked away. My food was given to me through the doggy hole twice every day but water came once a day. I no longer had a wolf, I no longer had the powers of a blood wolf or a werewolf. I was just a luna with a barrier and healing
‘This is useless,’ Alaric said flatly as I flimsily held up the last book with a slight knowledge of Selene's offspring. Just like the rest, it only had information about things we already know. No artefacts, no books, nothing. What is the use of coming here?Jerry sighed and tossed away the book in his hand. "What a waste of time,""Tell me about it. Let's just leave, it's useless at this point," Gil grumbled. "Not even the slightest clue about any of her children who laid a curse or anything that gives a hint of it. We could be missing something—""We are not, I would know," I said firmly, dropping the hard book on the table.‘I feel weird,’ Alaric said with a whimper, scratching at the barrier of my mind. We've felt that way from the moment we stepped into the temple. Alaric had it worse. ‘Drix walk out of the library and turn right, then left, and right again,’‘Feel something?’ I asked, rising from my seat.‘A hunch,’ I gestured to Gillian t
Chills ran up and down my spine, making me constantly shiver. Hugging my body did not help. I walked out of the tree, completely horrified. The reason why Zinnia knew so much, the reason why she was so different was because she was the soul of the curse Deianira created. I was petrified by it. I had most of the important memories from my life as Milena which consisted mostly of my time with Dad, a few times with my subordinates, and the time I spent finding an end to the curse. Most of my memories were of me as Sapphire.Sapphire is more human than Milena, and humans feel more emotions, they are vulnerable to pain. Sapphire had more attachment with many, unlike Milena whose world only revolved around Sapphire's father. The point was that I grew up with Zinnia. She wasn't just my wolf, she was a bigger part of my soul and I just learned that to end the long-lasting suffering, I needed to kill her. It was basically telling me to murder my sister, mother, friend, and child.I would have
I wiped off sweat from my forehead as I walked out of the room to find Scarlette. A lot of my memories were still missing and I knew exactly where I could get them. “Scarlette, where are you?”“The garden outside. There's something strange about it,” that was where I was going. I broke into a run. Finding my way was easier because I knew every corner of this castle. I stayed in it alone for years. One thing I now remember, the willow tree in Drix's garden is a fragment of the mother tree in my mother's gemstone garden. Then the pixie who happened to have been in danger must not have been a coincidence. She intentionally appeared there to create the gemstone garden already knowing I'd arrive someday.The original was far more magnificent than the copy. The garden was more like a forest, comparable to Brasher but bigger. Then she named the centre a garden. Different trees made of different gemstones and minerals stood firmly, with bushes, flowers, and other ground crops also made out of
My heart felt strange. There was a sense of familiarity to the castle and my heart didn't feel well about it. It felt bitter. Just like the cave, the walls were filled with pictures of Hiems, the person he was before he reincarnated. But unlike Liviana's, the pictures were decent and passionate, and a woman was with him in some of the pictures.The first time I saw her, I halted and stared at her with hatred. I couldn't tell why I felt that way but I've never felt the capacity of hatred as I felt for her. She had long sleek back hair that looked exactly like a moonless night with stars scattered all over the sky. Her eyes were more like galactic starry night than the galaxy itself. It was beautiful—she was beautiful. She had plump red lips and porcelain skin, a smile that could break wars or create them. She was a real beauty but instead of admiring her, I despised her.Hiems, on the other hand, was a tall man with golden yellow hair and sapphire eyes. His body status was similar to m
Kira opened a portal and it took us to a library. I found myself standing between two tall shelves. Certainly, we were trespassing because we didn't get permission to enter. Zinnia already gave me back my body but she kept her presence dominant.Kira began walking and I followed her. "Where are we?""Library of Congress,""Library of what?!" I screamed. She threw me a glare over her shoulder. I pressed my hand on my lips and looked at her apologetically. She returned her gaze straight ahead. She was wearing fluffy slippers so the sound of her feet was almost silent. I walked silently despite the shoes I had on. She walked urgently as if she was afraid something would catch up to her."How did you find him so easily? And how did Zinnia contact you?""You seem to still be ignorant of the kind of powers your wolf possesses," she took a turn. I increased my pace to catch up with her. "You know, I haven't had sex for months,""What brought that on?""Just saying," she shrugged, looking aro